Praise and Poetry

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The Fortress
By Arley Steinhour 070511

When I was about nine I guess
We seven friends built us a fort
Safe from bombs and enemy
Even Mom’s retort

We figured if it were above ground
Everyone would know
So dig we did until we found
Hard-pan clay below

We dug a crooked entry
A tunnel where girls won’t go
Took turns at being sentry
Just like G I Joe

The hole was near seven deep
The tunnel twenty long
Just like Snow White’s Seven Elves
We dug with hearty song

Scrounging up good lumber
Had us searching everywhere
Fence posts, door, all kinds of wood
Was game for building there

I think it took about three days
Till camouflaged and crowned
The only thing that one could see
Was a crate above the ground

The fort was very sturdy
With two feet of dirt on top
Some old doors and a couple poles
Gave us headroom, but not a lot

Weeks later came a rain storm
Roof sagging taught us dread
But with a bit of limb support
We kept the roof off of our heads

We kind of got to thinking
In this fort we weren’t too safe
Two feet of mud weighed quite a bit
As the bowing branch vouchsafed

Abandon ship, did come the cry
As we slipped and slid through tunnel
We had to spend a long time in the rain
To remove the mud from fortress funnel

My bro and I knew we were dead
If we came home muddy looking sallow
So once home we sneaked to the hose
And scrubbed till clean and fallow

Don’t come in, the order
Grandma ran a squeaky ship
Back porch was the limit
Where disrobed we caught the whip

Cold wet skin sure does sting
When the switch is used skin naked
But that was just a part of life
We could have been dead, not naked.

AMEN

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Call from the Wilderness
By Arley Steinhour 071011

Israel, awaken, to the truth of Oracles
Let the veil be lifted from the eye
See with Awe, his mighty miracles
Keep the watch upon the sky

The Prophets said He’s coming twice
Meek and mild, then as King and Judge
His first did end, lifted-up to pay the Price
Salvation by Grace, sweeter than candied fudge

There came the time of waiting
Marriage contract signed and sealed
Build new home for painting
For Privacy, that family be the yield

The Bride of Him who sets us free
Time needed to add all up
Grown to a point the world can see
“Snatch Bride away to Wedding Sup”

The call goes out so all can hear
The Trumpets mighty blare
Approaching with great song and cheer
Trim the lamp, let down the hair

Wedding feast full of jubilation
Taking fully Seven Days
Appears then the bride from consummation
Before the partiers mount to go their ways

The bridegroom, now the Judge and King
Of Kingdom now will take control
All on horses White take wing
Return to fill Millennial Role

Complete the Oracles of the Return
Complete the King that was expected
Complete Salvation Grace, Man now must earn
Complete the Kingdom flock now protected

AMEN

Don't Be One

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Seer Saw Sawer See
By Arley Steinhour 071311

Seer Saw - Sawer See
Our History front and back
Bound up tightly - Between the rings
To guide a heart on track

No where found - But in the Book
Called Bible, Old and New
Writings sacred - Blessed by God
Ever holy to me and you

The tree rings silent - No word spoken,
Yet a guide to years gone by
Markers to pages - History of man
God written for mortal eye

Today we marvel - At Seers words
Our God so True and Just
Belief in Him - The Word of God
Our Salvation ‘Belief’ the Must

Works of man - No prize won
Naught but Filthy Rag
Grace the key - Son Disciple
Places Blessing within our bag

The choice we have - A Choice not be
Acceptance with Wisdom be
Price for Sin - Paid at the Cross
Salvation by grace His Gift be free

Offer rejected - Offer ignored
Lake of Fire the destination
Accept Salvation - Eternal Life
Enjoyment beyond our Expectation

See a tree - Think Prophecy
If only the rings could speak
Read the Word - Hear the Word
Speak His Word to those who seek

AMEN

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Blessed Christine
By Arley Steinhour 071311

Your every visit, your every word,
Your every brush stroke on her hair
Fills mothers ‘things to do’ bag
To wait until you both can share

A full mail bag, by Heaven's Gate
Delivered, her name upon the slate
She'll know who filled that welcome bag
With the love for her you state

What seems like she's not hearing
God wants to age just right
So the flavor of your reunion
Brimming full, brings great delight

So let your heart not weary
Every moment fill with love
Practice for home-coming
As He guides you from above

The blessing that you are to her
Will return to you ten fold
In a crown of Gold and Silver
Made in a very Special Mold

The Hands of Jesus

AMEN

(To Christine Hart, in reference to her poem about her mothers failing health.)

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Poetry of Poetry
May our words carry the truth of these below, In Him, For Him, and To Him, our being, life, and eternity. Only God can be so many things and still love the least of all, Us.
I received this, believe this, and pass this on to one and all, that you too, Praise our God:

Jesus Christ is in every book of the Bible
Author unknown

In Genesis, Jesus is the Seed of the Woman.
In Exodus, He is the Passover Lamb.
In Leviticus, He is the Priest, the Altar, and the Lamb of Sacrifice.
In Numbers, He is a Pillar of Cloud by day and the Pillar of Fire by Night.
In Deuteronomy, Jesus is the Prophet, like Moses.
Come and kneel before Him now.
In Joshua, Jesus is the Captain of Our Salvation.
In Judges, He is our Judge and Lawgiver.
In Ruth, He is our kinsman Redeemer.
In 1 and 2 Samuel, He is our Trusted Prophet.
In Kings and Chronicles, He is our Reigning King.
In Ezra, He is the re-builder of the broken down walls of human life.
Come and kneel before Him now.
In Nehemiah, Jesus is our Restorer.
In Tobit, He is the Messenger of New Life.
In Judith, He is Weakness Turned into Victory.
In Esther, He is our Advocate.
In 1 and 2 Maccabees, He is the Leader who dies for God's law.
Come and kneel before Him now.
In Job, Jesus is our Everliving Redeemer.
In Psalms, He is our Shepherd.
In Proverbs, He is our Wisdom.
In Ecclesiastes, He is our Hope of Resurrection.
In the Song of Songs, He is our Loving Bridegroom.
In Wisdom, He is the emanation of God's thought.
In Ecclesiasticus (Sirach), Jesus is our security.
Come and kneel before Him now.
In Isaiah, Jesus is the Suffering Servant.
In Jeremiah, He is the Righteous Branch.
In Lamentations, He is our Weeping Prophet.
In Baruch, He is the Mercy from the Eternal One.
In Ezekiel, He is the One with the Right to Rule.
In Daniel, Jesus is the Fourth Man in the fiery furnace.
Come and kneel before Him now.
In Hosea, Jesus is the Faithful Husband forever married to the sinner.
In Joel, He is the One who Baptizes with the Holy Spirit of Fire.
In Amos, He is the Restorer of Justice.
In Obadiah, He is Mighty to Save.
In Jonah, He is our great foreign missionary.
In Micah, He is the feet of one who brings Good News.
Come and kneel before Him now.
In Nahum, Jesus is our stronghold in the day of trouble.
In Habakkuk, He is God my Savior.
In Zephaniah, He is the King of Israel.
In Haggai, He is the signet ring.
In Zechariah, He is our Humble King riding on a colt.
In Malachi, Jesus is the Son of Righteousness.
Come and kneel before Him now.
In Matthew, Jesus is God with us.
In Mark, He is the Son of God.
In Luke, He is the Son of Mary, feeling what you feel.
In John, He is the Bread of Life.
In Acts, Jesus is the Savior of the World.
Come and kneel before Him now.
In Romans, Jesus is the Righteousness of God.
In 1 Corinthians, He is the Resurrection.
In 2 Corinthians, He is the God of all comfort.
In Galatians, He is your liberty. He sets you free.
In Ephesians, Jesus is the Head of the Church.
Come and kneel before Him now.
In Philippians, Jesus is your Joy.
In Colossians, He is your Completeness.
In 1 and 2 Thessalonians, He is your Hope.
In 1 Timothy, He is your Faith.
In 2 Timothy, Jesus is your Stability.
Come and kneel before Him now.
In Titus, Jesus is Truth.
In Philemon, He is your Benefactor.
In Hebrews, He is your Perfection.
In James, He is the Power behind your Faith.
In 1 Peter, He is your Example.
In 2 Peter, Jesus is your Purity.
Come and kneel before Him now.
In 1 John, Jesus is your Life.
In 2 John, He is your Pattern.
In 3 John, He is your Motivation.
In Jude, He is the Foundation of your Faith.
In Revelation, Jesus is your Coming King.

He is:
The First and the Last.
The Beginning and the End.
He is the Keeper of Creation and the Creator of All.
He is the Architect of the Universe and the Manager of All Time.
He Always Was, He Always Is, and He Always Will Be, Unmoved, Unchanged, Undefeated, and Never Failing..
AMEN

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Cool Prayer
By Arley Steinhour 072111

Temperature, over a hundred
The Weather man did say
Everybody runs inside
AC on, another wonderful day

Wasn't always that way
And not too long ago
Heat of day did grow a crop
And help the sweat to flow

Some folk carried cooling
That looked like a hand held fan
Richer folk had electricity
And didn't wear out the hand

Grandma bought an electric
That swung from side to side
Sprinkled water on the gauze
Cooling temperature with pride

Today we close the shop down
Almost shutting down the town
Doesn't matter any way
When there's almost none around

The only thing that the heat did
Back before our house could be cooled
Was slow down a little what we did
Let the sweat flow until our feet were pooled

I think I like the new days
at my PC and staying cool
Not working up a sweat no more
You can't call me a Fool

I also liked the 'Good Old Days though
For them, thank you Lord.

AMEN

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From Cross to My Being
By Arley Steinhour 072311

Nineteen Hundred and Six years passed by
From when Jesus died on the Cross
A Ten pound baby came to crash the party
To show the world who's Boss

This baby, I will tell you now
I see each day in the mirror
Having lived a life of blessings
Most great, but some in terror

Born to the trusty scalpel
by the Doctor skilled to cut
Too big to enter life normal
Twas my head, and not my butt

Infant years spent in terror
of being left beside a road
or murdered in a beating
for a child a heavy load

Enduring War, and Tribulation
then came my teenage years
He led me to athletics
instead of drinking beers

High School grades made me wonder
If I had a welcome place on earth
D's and D-minus plenteous
This young rock, held a 'lower birth'

The teachers frowns were many
Always on their scowling face
I wasn't even an also ran
Allowed not, to even run the race

Some way, the time arrived for me
Graduation, a wondrous day
I was now an adult
Or at least well upon my way

Some years later from a dear friend
She confided her fear to me
I'd end up going to prison
Never more to live life free

The Navy thought some different
according to my score
I qualified for higher training
They offered much and even more

Away I went to see the world
Trained in Dit's and Dah's
A skill I thought I'd never learn
At Radio station, there I was

To bore you with my life story
Of wife, plus children and such
I'll pass on that till a later day
and thank you very much

The years I cited brought me typing
To bend your eye a while
Jesus is the one who saves you
To you, Him I witness with a smile.

So, open up your Bible
Find the man from Galilee
Surrender All Sin over to Him
Live all Eternity with Him, and even me.

AMEN

What I wish I had looked like:

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GUN LAP
by Arley Steinhour 072511

I see Tribulation rolling
Oer this planet we call earth
Prophetic Trumpet blowing
Without happiness or mirth

Insanity runs rampant
With a Jihad flare
People killing people
Until there's no one there

They kill us
Now them we kill
On a bus
Or top of hill

God's robe is wet
With all His tears
His heart is set
And Heaven cheers

The time is right
The Son prepared
To strike His light
with Trumpet blared

Snatch Bride away
All those expecting
Leave behind that day
Those still Faith collecting

Seven years
Hell on Earth
Many tears
Gives Death new birth

Where once ten stood
Now two or three
With hearts of wood
Under rock or tree

Kingdom by an Iron Rod
Satan sealed a Thousand year
'Works' the marker judged by God
Salvation's Grace no longer here

Heart-check for Royal sealing
Check Ownership by God
After Rapture, one appealing
Become His, and bear the Rod.

AMEN

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Good Morning Lord 072611
By Arley Steinhour

I wake up in this morning
As you slowly light the sky
Happy in my knowing
Another night's gone by

The light high in the heaven
Shows me trees and clouds and such
Reminds me of Love's Levin
Makes the heart swell oh so much

I marvel at your Power
I marvel at your Grace
You light this day up just for me
So I can see your Face

This day is laid out for me
I only need perceive
Never forced upon me
I taste the Love I need receive

The beauty of this day is there
The world is free to see
Beauty shows how much you care
Salvation offered being Free

Your light flows through the window
As your Love for all mankind
Love for all on earth below
Yet most refuse to Love in kind

We that love you have one goal
Witness, You and your Salvation
To those living as Satan's foal
Or wayward leader of a nation

So shower us with sunshine
May it sparkle in our smile
May we drink your Blood-wine
And race the Winner's narrow mile.

AMEN

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Challenge of Faith
By Arley Steinhour 072711

When our feet are closest to the ground,
When we know the wrong end is facing 'down;'
We know we're prayerfully inverted,
In Faith we must be heavy skirted,
Only then from God, we receive a Crown.

When to others we witness with a lie,
When We know our soul is about to die;
Only Truth must any hearer hear,
Praising God with Love's Agape fear;
Only then can Faith take wing and fly

When at Church on Sunday, Strutting we be found,
When people weigh our faith-oration by the pound,
Then at Bema, what a blaze,
Twigs and paper be our praise,
'Works,' dust and ashes, then returns to ground.

Can we be Christian because we say we are?
Can we beam God's Love, both near and far?
If we selfishly do hold it in,
We've committed a Cardinal Sin;
Then punishment be meted out, with Iron Bar.

If you walk to Jesus down the Church House aisle,
Or turn to Him, arms raised with tear filled smile,
Salvation washes over you;
Never more a debt is due;
Holy Ghost moves into heart Eternal, plus a while.

AMEN

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Storm before the STORM
by Arley Steinhour 072711

The crashing sound of thunder
Rolls across the Prairie plain
Lightning flash and booming
causes soul to feel great pain

The people of this calling
has a haunting sound behind
Look not back the warning
You'll see nothing left to find

His anger is now flaming
in God's face, red with rage
The book is quickly ending
There be naught but another page.

The Prophecies have shouted
Cried a dirge of whoa and tears
We haven't adhered to His word
Seldom in Six thousand years.

The Abrahamic Promise
The Covenant we swore
We wandered off the premise
And became a Bible Whore

We searched for fun adventure
Worshiped Idols with no heart
Placed them all above Him
His blessings, now we have no part

The words subscribed by Daniel
Isaiah's warnings, God's own Crier
Ezekiel, Zechariah speak of war
So now we face the burning pit of fire

Fall on knees face to the ground
Repent of Sin-filled deeds
His Grace will make us 'Wheat' again
Blessed crop, not weeds.

The Rod of His chastisement
Welts the back, as we justly need
Purifying all we've done
Until once again, we be His Seed.

AMEN

The weather getting darker, cries out there's more to come, Happenings that strike great fear, into the hearts of man. So keep your focus straight on Him, He'll lead us through the Din, where rocks will break, and curtains rend, when we see Him come again.

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Prophecy Game One
By Arley Steinhour 072811

A third of Sun quits shining
A third of Moon does too
What could temper lumens
The hand of God, say you?

Prophetically this happens
For three days in a row
What is it that could do this
We all would like to know

I can't profess to answer
I really can't be sure
But, Comet 'C two-thousand-ten'
Elenin x-1 might be the cure

So, dash right out and sell the farm
You won't need it where I'm going
Sell also Timeshare, won't do no harm
Cannot sleep with Trumpet blowing

If you believe a word I've said
Or think you have that answer too
Go to Doctor, check your head
Then to Padded Cell, they're expecting you

Yes, Prophecy is so much fun
Much to see and things to do
Focused intently on the only One
Keeping the Watch on sky so blue

I cannot say anything will work
Or have a chance of coming true
ralfengel.com/c2010x1/c2010x1-elenin-lineups-and-earthquakes-analyzed
Go here, see if I'm kidding you.

AMEN (with a great big grin)

Picture for effect only, as this is not a comet, just a killer asteroid.

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Trailer Tailor Praying Sailor
By Arley Steinhour 073111

I have an old Tent trailer
That does languish in the yard
Canvas not fit for a sailor
Resurrection very hard

Bought it seven years ago
Needing I C U at least
Quickly quickly time did flow
In three I had a Resurrection beast

Just to make sure I was right
I waited four years more
Tire flat, and paint not bright
Couldn't even open the door

Time to make decision
Decide what I will do
Can it stand revision
rebuilt through and through?

The frame is long and wider
Not high off of the ground
Just right for Mowing rider
and some tools, a thousand pounds

Hmm says I in wonderment
Can I make this project work
Is it worth the money spent
Or be I a bumbling jerk?

I've done this kind of thing before
with projects back yard style
It'd have a new Parade style floor
Expanded uses, would make me smile

With drawing board I'll draw away
Figure out just what I'll do
Might even get it done some day
The timing, Jesus, I leave up to you.

AMEN

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Debt Cap Travail
By, Arley Steinhour 073111

The word came landing in my lap
Took my heart right to my shoes
Congress will increase the cap
For USA that's real bad news

Two Trillion more the cap they say
Allows some time to fix the wrong
Forgetting they just spent that much
Before the bell could gong

They'd take away our S S A
With Defense under-funded
Doctor's put on reduced pay
All benefits impounded

Every penny spent in foreign aid
keeps flowing out the door
Every low hand trick is played
To destroy us, ever more

Refusing to increase the cap
The thing that just might work
Foiled by the Greedy hand Rat-trap
Snapping shut on the Welfare Perk

So stand aside, and try to hide
Destruction's on its way
Escalating debt-pain espied
No man on earth could pay

Two Trillion more placed right away
Spending cut slowly, a decade rake
Pork spending needing funding, paid
Has a chance to deeply drive the stake

The heart of 'We the People'
can't survive the money drain
Slavery without a Christian Steeple
Will cause much blood to rain

Come soon Lord Jesus. AMEN

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Good Night Prayer
By Arley Steinhour 080211


Now we lay us down to sleep
We pray the Lord our flag to keep

We raise Debt limit once again
Knee-caps gone now must present chin

Awaiting Chinese knock-out punch
We find our friends are 'Out to Lunch'

We stand alone, from those we've aided
All their love for us has faded

Lift our eyes up to God on high
Now that our Nation's about to die

The world thinks it can stand aside
Without our help, regain their pride

Don't need our Christianized leadership
Satan's brew they think is best to sip

We just passed another big Debt Cap
Grandchildren receives it in their Lap

They can never pay the Debt we owe
Who cares, if gone and hear not their whoa

Never again, can we stand up proudly
To say 'We're Right,' once spoken loudly

So snuggle down into the pillow
Become as limp as limbs of Willow

Nightmare soon haunts all of man
One day's pay to fill one bread-pan

Only God, can save the day
Bible says it works that way

We turned the key to our expiration
Now we wait to become another Ex-Nation

Debt 'Snow Ball' soon too big to stop
The Rich now vie to stay on top

Jesus never carried a dime
Yet, He comes out Richest, every time

So turn your wayward heart to Him
Instead of Riches, sing Him, an Hymn.

AMEN

We have strings, to lift us up, to brim-fill other countries cup, Now we're broke, they disappear, pretending we're not here. Once we're gone they soon will cry, the Welfare Well has just about run DRY. Tribulation right behind, Our protection they can't find. (Penochio's favorite tune)

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The Bad The Good The Praise
By Arley Steinhour 080411

They now can refuse treatment, so we can die,
Thinking that would make us cry.

New Care plan has no room for me;
Age now be well past Seventy.

Social asset I no longer be;
'In kindness,' they'll let my soul fly free.

Little do they in this leadership,
Know I want to take that trip.

No place for God, in this One World Order;
Man and Nation soon know no Border.

'Obama Plan,' the new nick-name;
Passed unread, now that's a shame;

Just part of written Prophecy;
Jew and Christian, are main casualty.

Until, that is, when God Stands Up,
Then with Wrath, He fills their cup.

Tribulation and they just disappear,
Till Great Throne judgment time is here.

We stand before His Holy Throne,
The Bride of Christ, His very Own;

Singing Praises, as if we were alone,
Praise and Worship, standing or prone.

Never more, shall we be apart;
Eternal Love, with Overflowing Heart.

AMEN

Be you young, or be we old,
Be it hot or be it cold,
From Beginning HE knows the End,
Turn to Jesus Christ my friend.

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In 1952, or there about, I listened to a record that played this first part lyrics. I don't remember the name, for sure, but it had to do with a Hobo ballad, passing through life and the world (I was 10 or 11). I couldn't afford the record, so went back to the store for a couple of day, so I could play the platter in the booth, and memorize it. I have been singing that lilt for over sixty years, now. For many decades, I have wanted to add a lyric to that song, and today, I offer the second part, in my authorship. I hope there isn't any law against adding words to an ancient tune (if so, I will be in jail with a lot of rich entertainers). (^8 What I say here may not mean much to your heart, but the lyrics I finally have placed, does for mine. Hope you enjoy (read it in 'Slow Blues' rhythm). (PS: the song was not a hit, but with me, I think...too bad)

Old Blues, Eternal News
By Arley Steinhour 080411

I Walk by a house with a window lighted up
Looking pretty as a Christmas Tree
And I say to myself, as I walk by myself,
Everybody has a home but me.

I walk by a house, with the moon upon the porch
and a girl, upon her fellow's knee
and I say to myself, as I walk by myself,
Everybody has a home but me. )^8

I am free, and I'm happy to be free,
To be free, is the way I want to be;

But, once in a while, when I'm feeling kind of low
and there's no one there to disagree
I say to myself, as I walk by myself,
Won't there ever be a home for me; Somewhere?
Won't there ever be a home for me?

Then (my part)

I walked by a Church, with sweet music flowing out,
Doors wide open, even I could see,
Happy people deep inside, their arms all opened wide,
and my heart felt they did beckon me.

Like a beggar I crept in, didn't want to cause a din,
My heart was filled with lonely pain;
Worship filled my lonely ear, heartfelt joy did stir within,
As if washed with summers soothing rain.

The whole Church group noticed me
Take position, on bended knee

Should I need a smile, when I'm felling kind of low
and there's no one there to disagree,
Down on my knees, yes, on my knees,
There will always be a Home for me, Right-There
Yes, on my knees there is a Home, for me!

So With Your arms opened wide,
Present Jesus from deep inside,
Offer unto others, HIS Salvation, Free,
By His Grace, we grow His Family Tree.

AMEN

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Night Flight What a Sight
By Arley Steinhour 080611

Gary Stearman's August article
In Prophecy in the News
Caused me a mental debacle
That could cause National Blues

Barney and Betty, name of Hill
September, Nineteen Sixty One
Took a drive up to Quebec City
For some Vacation Fun

Returning home through New Hampshire
Enjoying crispness of the night
Saw an unidentified object fly by
Filling up their hearts with fright

Arriving home, they had lost some time,
Without memory of the drive,
Thinking they both felt just fine
They forgot till later in their lives

The story made the papers
Most made them look like fools
No one believed in abduction capers
So their story broke all the rules.

Today, I'm reading Gary's article
Which included the Hill event
When the light went on in Echo Chamber
With 'What-If' thoughts to vent.

Yesterday, the President did celebrate
His Birthday, number Fifty
I remember that the Hill event
Was about that old, so nifty.

Sure enough, the year Hill's were abducted
Was born Berry Obama, father's name
We can't prove where the Hills were conducted
Nor prove from where Obama came.

Barney was a Black man
Betty's heritage was White
Just like the folks of Baby Obama
Perhaps the Prez was born in flight?

Ah, yes, the secret is not out
Obama is not an Alien genetic clone
Good thing my thoughts don't have no clout
Or I'd disappear, and never be seen alone.

The lighter side of imagination
Is the jokes it play's on the mind
At least I didn't have him born
South of a North bound horses' 'Left Behind.'

I don't know where Prez came from
Nor where the Hill family went
Not sure I should have shared this
So, I leave it as my Political Vent.

The Alien's Earthly visitation
Coming up real soon
Is more than likely Anti-Christian
And as Cheesy as a 'Blue' Moon.

NEMA

My rendition of an empty rice bowl trying to run away from home, in disguise.

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I just received this poem, from a Christian sister, and received permission from her to share. You won't know any of the cited folk, until in Heaven we're all standing there. So, look for the love, and feel the mood, Revel in Jesus, and enjoy this Spiritual Food. Hope you like it.


Our Family Tree
By Rita Broden

One of you out there
Once challenged me!
A race you had challenged -
To our Family Tree

A poem had been started
That day in my mind
I'm ready to share it now -
If you don't mind

I sat and imagined
How Heaven would be
Living with Jesus
For e-ter-ni-ty

Singing His praises
Never to end
Walking beside Him
Our 'bestest' of friends

Staring in wonder
I then glanced around
And just what do you think
That it was that I found?

There you all were!
No! We'd not met on earth
But because we knew Jesus
And because of new birth

We'd all become family
Through our Lord's sacrifice
All for us did He do this
For us HE paid the price

And the funny thing is
That I knew each of you!
And it was through your poetry
This knowledge grew

Wendell was there
With psalms pouring forth!
They echoed eternally
West, East, South, and North

Cindy was sitting
With children around
They were laughing and singing
Praises sooooo did abound

At first Porter sought out
A Harley to ride
But found greater thrill still
Walking by Jesus' side

And there was Doreen!
No more struggling with pain!
Set free from disease
She now danced and now sang!

Joy and Helene
Walked tall and were strong!
And Gerry'd recovered
From a road tough and long

Then I saw Tom
Leading thousands in praise
His family beside him
Their hands all upraised

Because Arley found humor
In most everything
He was appointed Court Jester
For our Savior and King!
(Said in love, Arley! Said in love!)

As I looked further
I saw - NO SURPRISE -
There was Marie
With her new pair of eyes!

And Chris, there you were!
Snatched from satan's dark lair!
God's Light shined through darkness!
His great love brought you there!

Then I saw Eve, Phillip,
Gene, Roy, - Ricky too!
Odeniyi! There you are!
It's so good to meet you!

What a joyous reunion
We'll all have someday!
And, until we meet there,
In my prayers you'll all stay

And the race I was challenged to?
Well, it all stands to rhyme!
We all got to the finish line
At the same time!

[navyblue]

Warning and Promise
By Arley Steinhour 081311

The first thing that I uttered,
On this day our God has made,
Cristal clear not muttered,
'How much more of this hand must be played?'

With People hating People,
Strife heaping onto strife,
Unborn, without thought, aborted,
Few allowed new human life.

Adultery, theft, and fornication,
Social standards allowed by all,
Abomination, the accepted station,
Cup-filled, sets up man to fall.

The Path to life has a bright light,
bearing down on one and all,
At His arrival, most will fight,
Some, marked by God, stand tall.

Tribulation hammers, now upon our door,
Pestilence and War abounds worldwide,
Earth quakes and shakes shore to shore,
Most people in panic attempt to hide.

Our leaders all do lie to us,
"The problem we can repair,"
Many happily climb upon that bus,
Those in Christ cry in despair.

Satan truly thinks he's winning,
With immoral Law's being passed,
Abominations and open sinning,
We, in Christ, know that won't last.

Christians now still do 'restraining,'
With Holy Spirit, hold the line, our part;
Soon, Snatched up for a wedding,
Before God stand, never to depart.

This wisdom offered, would pages fill
Story in God's Bible Coffer
"Turn to Jesus, if you will,"
No One has a better OFFER.

AMEN